Talon Carver, lead singer of 69 Bottles, has no problem with
women--as long as they’re gone by morning. When Addison shakes up his world,
it’s a huge problem—compounded by the fact that Addison’s not the only one he
wants.

Kyle Black, manager of 69 Bottles, has a secret. He and Addison are
closer than she thinks, but telling her could keep her away. When Talon sets
his sights on Addison, Kyle uses his secret to push her into Talon’s arms, only
to discover she isn’t the only one he needs.

Two men. One dilemma.

Talon is wild, reckless and loves control.

Kyle is calm, collected and loves passion.

The perfect balance…or Addison’s ultimate undoing?

Talon and Kyle push their boundaries and Addison’s, but can they
throw their reservations to the wind and claim her together?

Two men. One woman. A rock
band. A tour bus. One Wild Ride…

****Content
Warning****

Sexy, naked, bisexual
rock stars…and a lot more…

This book contains,
but is not limited to the following sexual content – reader discretion is
advised - hot sex between two men and one woman. M/M/F, M/F/M, M/F, F/M and M/M
sexual content. There are no boundaries when these three crash together, as
long as you’re over 18 years of age.

Best Selling Author
Zoey Derrick comes from Glendale, Arizona. She was once a mortgage underwriter
by day and is now a paranormal, romance and erotica novelist full-time. She
writes stories as hot as the desert sun itself. It is this passion that drips
off of her work, bringing excitement to anyone who enjoys a good and sensual
love story.

Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance
that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish
were true.
Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully avoiding melodrama and the
unrealistic, bringing her gripping Erotica only closer to the heart of those
that dare dipping into it.

The intimacy of her fantasies
that she shares with her readers is thrilling and encouraging, climactic yet
full of suspense. She is a loving mistress, up for anything, of which any
reader is doomed to return to again and again.

Shit, it’s Talon. “Nothing.” I sober quickly but Kyle has no
intention.

“Addison’s a fan.” Oh my god, traitor. I go beet red.

“You weren’t supposed to fucking say anything,” I bark at
him.

Talon just stares and laughs, “I would’ve never guessed, at
least not with the way you were busting everyone’s balls earlier. Most fans
don’t do that.”

I laugh. “No, they don’t, but while I am a huge fan of your
music, I didn’t find out until Tuesday that you’re a Bold client, let alone the
fact that I’ve never looked at any pictures or really read anything about you
guys before coming on board today.” He’s shocked at my revelation. “I never
really have time for personal investigations of rock stars and once I found out
about coming on board, I didn’t have enough time to get through the packet of
information. Besides, I don’t like tainted opinions of clients, I’d rather form
my own.”

Talon smiles and his cheeks turn slightly pink. “So, you’re
a fan?”

I look him square in the eye. “Huge.”

“You want an autograph?”

“Oh my god.” I bust out laughing. “Is that how you pick up
the chicks?”

“Hey it works, Red, trust me.”

I laugh a little more. “I don’t doubt it. But no, I don’t
want an autograph, I’m sure by the time this tour’s over I will run away
screaming.”

“God, I hope not,” he says with that sweet sultry voice of
his and I want to melt into a pool on my bed. My nipples tighten and once again
my pussy moistens with wanton need, a desperate need for Talon Carver.